Page 96 (1/1)

"Io! I see I shall not be wanted, master!" she chuckled, and scuffled

away, her skinny shoulders shaking a half-suppressed hts ripped Myra's heart as Don Carlos carried her into the bedrooently on the side of the bed Every vestige of

colour had drained out of her lovely face and she was tre," Don Carlos ly "I

can be gentle as any woman, and would not harht of you will be so enticing to your lover

when he takes off your dressing-gown that he will not be able to tear

himself away from you?"

"Don Carlos, it isn't fair!" burst out Myra treo!"

"Not until I have put ht," said Don Carlos, and Myra knew that further protest

would be useless

So she had, perforce, to sub ardour and admiration in his dark eyes when she stood

before hiht the hot

colour flooding back to her fair face again

"Once before, Myra ht in

Scotland when I put my letter on your pillow," breathed Don Carlos

"Surely you are the loveliest and most seductive woain and kissed her repeatedly before at

last laying her down on the bed In a sort of panic Myra slid herself

under the bedclothes and begged him breathlessly to leave her, but he

paid no heed He bent over her, his dark eyes glowing like twin

flaainst her own

"Bid me stay, beloved," he whispered "GiveBid me stay"